yournovel Chapter 189 Departure
Chapter 189 Departure
Chapter 189 Departure
Although Thor spoke arrogantly and boastfully, he was actually a little uneasy inside. After all, that old hag Tiamat had always paid close attention to him, and who knew if she was hiding somewhere eavesdropping.
Speaking ill of others behind their backs, or even discussing a deity, could lead to retaliation if caught red-handed.
But the truth is, Saul was overthinking it. It's like how a teacher in a top-tier high school would be furious if a student failed an exam, while a teacher in a vocational high school with a poor academic atmosphere would often just ignore it.
If devout believers in gods are as numerous as carp crossing a river, then the five chromatic dragons under Tiamat's command are all swarms of cleaners and fish.
Such disrespect occurs almost every moment and is not worth her time to pay attention to.
Even so, Cazorlax, who heard Thor's words with his own ears, still couldn't help but feel a sense of shock.
As a priest of the Rainbow Scales who frequently dealt with the five-colored dragons, he naturally knew the nature of these evil dragons. But before the priests of the gods, even the most unruly dragons should at least put on a show, right? How could he so blatantly reveal his disrespect?
He couldn't afford to offend the great Tiamat, nor could he afford to provoke the red dragon before him. Caught in the middle, he felt utterly tormented.
"But, but, Your Majesty Tiamat—"
Thor's molten gold pupils narrowed slightly, his ferocious head lowered, and two scorching breaths spewed from his nostrils.
Thick smoke, mixed with sparkling sparks, kept hitting Cazorlax, causing his five-colored robes to flutter wildly in the wind.
If he weren't a Red Scale Bishop with the blood of a red dragon flowing through his veins, granting him extremely high resistance to high temperatures, he would probably have been severely burned by now.
But the powerful impact and terrifying pressure made him subconsciously lower his head, his words were interrupted, and he dared not say another word.
At this moment, Thor's mind was racing, constantly thinking about how to deal with the Rainbow Scale Priest in front of him.
Killing him outright was undoubtedly the simplest option. He didn't believe that old man would lay a hand on him for such a lowly bastard.
If you refuse him and let him go back to where he came from, pretending nothing happened, you're afraid that this damn guy won't give up and will cause some more trouble later.
Thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem like a bad thing for me that the other party wants to build a temple in the wilderness.
The common five-colored dragons opposed the appearance of temples in their territories because they feared that Tiamat would covet their lands and wealth, and they also did not want to attract too much attention.
But he never intended to occupy Kalendak's territory right now. Rather than letting it fall into disrepair, he would rather let the Rainbow Scale Priest manage it for the time being and take a cut from it.
As for Tiamat's attention, it's safe to say that at his rate of growth, he can't escape it. He's long since become indifferent to it, like a lice that don't itch when they're plentiful.
Thoughts churned in his mind, but only a moment had passed in the outside world. Just as Kasorak thought he was going to return empty-handed again and was worried about his life, the deep dragon roar above his head sounded once more.
"Nothing nobler than the true dragon is allowed to exist in his territory, but I am so devout in my faith in the great mother."
This time, I'll take pity on you and make an exception, granting your request.
Temples may be built, but the tallest and largest statue in them must be mine! Seventy percent of the offerings, treasures, blood, and reverence must first be offered to me.
You must make all believers understand that to believe in me is to believe in the great Empress Tiamat, and to disobey me, even a priest of the gods, will be burned to ashes!
Kazorak hadn't expected things to take such a turn for the better, but the demands made by the red dragon were troubling him.
How could a statue taller and larger than the deity himself appear in the temple of the gods? This is not only against the rules, but also a desecration of the gods.
Even the Lord of the North Wind, who reveres kindness, could never tolerate such unreasonable behavior, let alone the evil Five-Colored Dragon Mother, who would surely unleash her thunderous wrath.
Seemingly seeing through the dragonman's struggle and fear, Thor's eyes revealed a hint of disdain as he spoke again.
"Use your brain, you fool! The great Thor doesn't need to ascend the altar. Place my statue at the temple entrance to guard the glory of the Mother of Dragons, understand?"
I allow you to levy a tithe on all living things within this territory, but remember, seventy percent of it must go to me. If you dare shortchange me even a penny, I'll rip your head off!
After saying that, Thor ignored the dragonman in front of him. His wide wings suddenly flapped, and a scorching wind spread out with the shockwave. His huge body soared into the sky, carrying a string of young dragons and flying into the distance.
Seeing this, Kasoraki, who had been knocked to the ground, quickly got up and shouted loudly at Thor's back.
"I understand! Great Red Dragon! As you command!"
"Where should the temple be built? What should its size be? How many people can you provide?"
However, these inquiries were destined to go unanswered, and in the blink of an eye, the fiery meteor had already disappeared into the horizon.
This guy showed up all by himself, clearly intending to get something for nothing, but Thor was a step ahead and simply dumped the mess on him.
Want to build a temple in his territory? He agreed, but the manpower, materials, and money would have to be found by themselves.
Thor didn't care whether he could subdue other creatures, whether he could collect tithes, or whether he could defend the temple.
Anyway, he had already agreed to the other party's request, and not a single penny of the 70% tribute could be shortchanged.
A giant red dragon led a group of young dragons across the sky, looking like a rainbow extending from the red light.
Unlike his sudden arrival, which went largely unnoticed, Thor's departure drew countless gazes.
Eagles descended from the sky, and swift centaur scouts galloped across the grasslands, delivering messages to various settlements in the wilderness.
The king of the cave dwellers in the dark depths of hell gripped his battle axe, casting a longing gaze toward the bountiful land.
In the distant clouds, an elderly silver dragon is stretching its body.
Even the demons in the far reaches of the abyss began to lick their lips.
The most venomous gaze, however, came from the shadows of the desert. A massive blue dragon lay prostrate in an underground cave, its dark golden pupils fixed on the light projected onto the crystal ball.
You can see that a large piece of his upper jaw, along with his horn, is missing, and the wound is rotting and oozing pus, showing no signs of healing.
The residual energy from Thor's destructive breath clung to the flesh of the wound like a leech, and even with the regenerative abilities and magic of a true dragon, it could not be completely removed.
If the injury continues to spread, this strong blue dragon, Kalendak, might die a miserable death in some corner.
He was terrified that the red dragon would find and kill him, so after escaping he dared not make any big moves for fear of revealing his whereabouts.
Fortunately, the other party had already left. He immediately rushed out from under the sand, enduring the excruciating pain all over his body, flapping his dull wings, and heading straight for his last chance of survival.